Crept Poems - Poems about Crept

In spring, love crept like a timid stream among the early buds of my soul, I remember your eyes like the azure sky, enchanting me with every glance, an old and new spell, On a country road we walked, hand in hand, treading on the whispers of the earth awakened from slumber, Then we kissed under the budding...

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The one who proclaimed his love for her For some time had been drifting away. But she often longed for what they were, Sometimes unable to keep the tears at bay. There were days she'd felt the urge to run, To let her feet carry her as far as they could, To be with all of it just completely done But she...

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Turn in my lord! Turn in my lord! But water I cannot afford. Some milk is best at your request. Now hide you and get you some rest. But as he sleep, to him she creep, As slaughter crept unto the sheep. Then with a nail, his head impale, So saved the day lady Jael....

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And here we are again in your car, Hiding from the eyes of others, Our passion will never cool down, It hides in our blue eyes. It's complicated, we're lovers, We will always be hidden from view. In public we are really modest, No one sees the invisible connection. I know this will never change, You are bound by other people's oaths. I have long...

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Time Crept On and Wept I had gotten older as forward time crept; People around my grave wept and wept; Could hear crowd; Were very loud; Am in heaven where I relaxed and slept. Jim Horn...

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Slept While Death Crept Much of the day some people slept, And end of their lives slowly crept; Barely survive, And still alive; Now do appear at death's door step. Jim Horn...

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Cold Dandelions Crept Across My Heart Cold dandelions crept across my heart deep rooted daggers plunging to my depth tentacles of love’s now lingering lie fester within the remnants of the feast. Death, absolve me, release this victim spent remove this numbing cold from frozen heart cloak me in the dark rapture of your love grant me the succor of your emptiness. Sweet ebony...

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This morning the dew crept into my bed Soaked, I smile uncontrollably The smell of femininity struck my senses so, Sunrise, woke up the sleeping giant...

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THE dust of snow crept into my Soul seasons sleeping all the while And the Thought: where shall i go? ONLY IF YOU CHOOSE the tiniest space of Heart : Blossoms the fields and a warm rain into my mouth deepestly felt within my bruised...

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